Nora POV.
Today was my first day of dance lessons with Andy again.
I came to the dance studio at Andy's villa very early to prepare.
Andy was just as serious as before and was very strict with me, requiring me to meet international standards for every dance move.
Because I hadn't practiced for a long time, I couldn't satisfy Andy, even though I tried to make every move standard.
"With your current level, you want to win the dance competition? Don't even think about it!" Andy hit me mercilessly.
The original two-hour lesson was stretched out because of my repeated mistakes.
Finally, Andy seemed to have lost patience with me and left after instructing me to practice my basic skills alone in the dance studio.
This made me feel extremely ashamed.
I knew that Andy had accepted me back
